Forced To Marry The Mafia's Son

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e he didn't see me. I huff. Not like I'm complaining, but I can actually do without his a

can just drag me out of my life, into a black hole and act like this is okay. I

– that almost spans the entire width of my room back home. A knock on my new bedroom door startles me back to consciousnes

now", he says like a programmed rob

ose random whores them Mafia

ur message", he widens his s

in. Okay, so I've probably gotten so used to this thing, I

e moment he delivers me like a lost but found puppy to Mr. Mendoza, he leaves. Just nods at Mr. Mendoza

to a halt. He sits behind the mahogany table, across from me. "Have a seat", he gestures to the seat in fro

break this news to you, just so I do

it already

let's say long term. And with Stephano of course. Good or very good?", I blanch

going to be staying here long term. A

th your son and what do yo

And what can't you live with him?", I

goes on. Jesus, he's a fucking murderer", he just lo

in. And you should have thought about that, b

..That doesn't mean I have to marry him. If he gets irri

d", he rises from his chair and

to be in daddy's situation, sì?", I would have hissed at him, had I not been

what did my fath

w", he raised an eyebrow as if to say 'do I continue?'. My neck starts to hurt from the unnatur

t it ove

tongue of yours, you'll have to work on that. You do that a lot. Secondly, you're goin

at are you a whole lot nicer than your son? I

d be worse if I wanted to", he comes arou

to have to...", The study door burst

tephano says, casting me a hard lo

ion later", he sits the room

trides towards me. Oh shit, he did not hear that.

nd damn right, I'm fucking stuttering. I really need that leas

st his father's table. Faster than I can

lf. You're going to be careful, extremely careful of your choice of words.

ay the wrong thing and get into real troubl

talking to you cagna

force mys

, slamming the door hard after him. I exhale

h my jaw, the spot still tingles from his touch. I'm very positive by morning, a bruise would be forming o

all bitter about the